#I LOVE THIS IDEA OH MY GOD

[llondonfog]

Sorry I've just got the brainworms about soulmates some more and thought you might like this soulmate variation i found where you instinctively collect items that your soulmate is going to need or like in the future when you eventually meet them. And then I just got to thinking of lilia confusedly collecting soft blankets and pillows, and a tiny baby malleus stealing whetstones fron the knights and more curiously, toothbrushes. And then them holding onto these items for literally hundreds of years before being able to finally give them.

oh my god, ohhh m ygod that is so adorable!!!!!!!! im!!!!!!!!!!!

i'm utterly fixated on the thought of lilia (LILIA!!!!) who has professed far and wide and with great disdain his aversion to children suddenly compelled?? to seek out and harbor baby blankets, stuffed animal toys, and tiny socks??? the confusing, agonizing mix of revulsion at the realization that the soul who will complete his life will be a child (and oh god, could you imagine if he was collecting specific human baby related things, the disbelief and horror spirals ever deeper—), the way he feels sickened at the fact that he's already beginning to harbor affectionate thoughts towards this faceless 'soulmate' when he finds himself absently folding the blankets into a snug drawer or brushing his fingertips over the soft, fluffy ear of a stuffed lamb.

the way that he initially dreads meeting his soulmate, is viciously grateful at first that they don't seem to appear for centuries to tie him down and change him irrevocably. the way that as time marches ever on, he begins to worry the edges of those pristinely ironed quilts with a secret fear that perhaps they might never drape about their intended.

(meanwhile, baby mal is stealing toothbrushes from the palace staff and visiting dignitaries— it becomes widely known to shake him down gently before bed lest he wind up with toothbrushes stuck to his hair and napping with one in his mouth.)

[catsharky]

Presenting: King Sidon, his wife Queen Yona and his boyfriend Link.

Yona is very supportive of everything except Sidon forgetting his ceremony cues.

(I had an atrocious week and TotK has been coming in clutch for keeping me sane.)

[clouvu]

Nothing in the world belongs to me But my love, mine, all mine

[seiwas]

cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry

bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.

there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.

but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.

your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.

the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.

he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?

heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—

he gulps.

it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—

(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)

the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).

it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.

he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.

bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.

you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.

"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.

as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.

as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.

as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.

his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.

you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.

“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.

your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.

he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.

but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.

he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.

there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.

your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.

then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.

he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.

five minutes, huh?

like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.

[runtwithwolves]

remember that time Stan agreed to be a vessel

[wishing-well-art]

Pearl's Delivery Service is open for business!

Textless versions of the stamps under the cut!

[puddii-ng]

big fan of the new kids,,

[tainebot01]

Was debating on whether or not to post this, but here you go - based on that one trend from about a year ago.

[fearandhatred]

in every lifetime

happy good omens season 2 anniversary everyone <3

full comic and more under the cut

here are the existing panels i have posted: panels 1, 2, 5, 6, 8, and 9 of panel 2. i probably won't post the rest because i did them really fast (like 4 of them today) so they're not great lmaooo just don't zoom in. honestly just so gobsmacked that i actually managed to finish this i need to go celebrate

and this drawing was inspired by the greatest comic ever created:

[mychemicalbrromance]

#1 like a prayer fan none of you understand (insane)

[lazylittledragon]

ok i swear i'm not going to talk about my breakup forever but the thing that just keeps bothering me:

i know that not getting what you need in a relationship is a COMPLETELY valid reason to end it but also. i feel like having a very vulnerable moment where i opened up about my struggles with intimacy and being relieved that i didn't have to keep doing things i wasn't comfortable with, then being dumped a YEAR later because of my lack of intimacy. is something i should be allowed to be very hurt by???

[snaillock]

“cats won’t recognize or understand the feeling of forehead kisses and might even be resistant to it at first but once they know it’s a sign of affection, they may start offering their forehead or light bump their head against you for more.”

“what are you doing?” you watched him tilt his head down in your direction, revealing his forehead to you, barely even a second after he returned home.

“huh?” he said as if completely unaware of what he was doing. despite that, he only leaned closer and looked up at you with expecting eyes. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“then why are you doing that?”

“oh.” he quickly straightened himself up only for you to cup his head and pull it back down so you could plant a quick smooch on his forehead.

you chuckled at his flustered reaction, his widened eyes and red tinted cheeks. “yeah, i knew you liked that all along,” you said with some smugness and were about to walk away until you felt a hand grab onto your wrist.

“wait, give me another. i didn’t get to fully enjoy it.”

★-KURONA RANZE, sae itoshi, barou shoei, raichi jingo, nagi seishiro, HIORI YO, gagamaru gin + your faves <3

please read and respect my byf/dni before reblogging/following

[evilkaeya]

skk au where they actually develop telepathy but it happens after Dazai leaves and during the four years they don't see each other. Chuuya is washing dishes one night and Dazai's voice pops up in his head. "I wonder what the slug is doing right now? Judging by the time maybe he's washing dishes." Chuuya goes still, mouth hung open and goes "yeah I am mackerel." He hears a "what the fuck" ten seconds later.

[mushramoo]

something abt a creature being made from the grief of a man who lost everything and took that pain out on the people around him. and that creature only knowing some fragments of tear-stained memories from family that it never knew and never will. going through the motions of the man it came from, trying desperately to feel fulfilled by the values that aren’t from it. something abt that photo reminded it of who it was EVEN FOR A SPLIT SECOND. memories that it never had. PAIN THAT IT NEVER FELT! longing for people it NEVER KNEW.

something about a creature made of Afton’s pain and agony, that only remembers the desire to see his kids again. I AM GOING PRIMAL

[theloveinc]

OlderDad!Bakugou who gets a haircut and his baby doesn't recognize him and he doesn't want his dad to pick him up 😭😭😭😭😭😭

Bakugou has a cry in the bathroom and you have to spend the rest of the night consoling him.

Also Hiiiiiii, miss u, hope youre gooooood

head in my hands bc of this, just thought abt bakugo growing out his hair a little bit right after baby's birth...takes him months to go and get a real haircut cuz he doesn't wanna burden you more than he already has and by the time he's okay with the thought (but only for "AN HOUR MAX," is what he says), he has a mullet thing going on and all this scruff on his chin🥺🥺🥺

so he gets home with his regular ol' haircut, maybe a little shorter just to account for ... not wanting to go again so soon, and baby's HOLLERING bloody murder as soon as they see him and refusing to be taken out of your arms, doing that thing where they're flipping their face back and forth to dodge a kiss...

it's so tragic bc not even a little cheek nuzzling helps to calm them bc bakugo's CLEAN SHAVEN and smells like aftershave instead of like dad when he tries!!!!!!

and after, you watch him kinda sulk into the bathroom, thinking like aw yeah thats a bummer but also pretty funny, too (esp bc the haircut does look good🫣🤓), AND HE DOESN'T COME OUT FOR LIKE an hour???

....until you finally have to ask him if he's okay in there and you're opening the door to him sitting on the toilet seat, arms crossed and red cheeks a little streaky with tears...

LJFKASDJFADSJK it's the cutest, most sad sight you ever did see!! ofc Bakugo tries to deny it, but the way he tears up again (after you're done assuring him he did nothing wrong) when his baby finally realizes it's him and smiles (and then how he refuses to give them up again until bedtime) has his ass. EXPOSED.

(i love and miss u more than air, earth, water, dirt + HOPE YOU'RE GOOD TOO BESTIE ILY)

[fuedalreesespieces]

gossiping inukag is the best inukag, actually (ft disgruntled younger brother shippo)